She had me at ‘burrito baby’.
I know that sounds absolutely ridiculous, but when you’ve spent an evening with one of your besties singing “I’m a baby burrito” to her abso-fucking-lutely adorable daughter and then seeing the same words in print in a book, you know you’re gonna enjoy it and I most certainly did. Of course this is Lauren Layne we are talking about and she proved once again why I get all excited when I’m about to dive into one of her books. She knows how to bring out all the feels with that perfect blend of humor and angst, a good dose of smexy to bring the heat and writes such great characters that you want to know more about all of them.
Jenny and Noah were fun to watch as they danced around their attraction to each other. Jenny has hit it big on the country pop scene and though she could’ve gone totally Hollywood, she hasn’t. She likes who she is, likes how she looks and LOVES guacamole. She understands that there are some things that she will have to do to keep her star from falling, and for the most part she’s okay with it because it’s what the industry demands, but she doesn’t want to sell her soul for it. That mindset is what I really liked about Jenny. She didn’t want handouts, she was willing to put the work in to keep things going, and she did. I also loved how determined and sassy she was and inventive.
Noah really was a grump throughout much of the book, but I couldn’t really hold it against him, well at least not too much anyways. He was split between two different worlds and was trying to reconcile the two and find his happy middle ground. But when he wasn’t doing his best Oscar the Grouch imitation, he was fun, flirty, sexy and sweet and showed that he was the type of person who you’d want at your side when the shit hit the fan.
Jenny and Noah’s road to their HEA is definitely a bumpy one but an entertaining one to watch. I laughed, I cringed, I rolled my eyes and I got so frustrated with both of them that I wanted to reach into the book and shake some sense into them. And though there was a lot of pushing and pulling going on I never got to the point where I wanted to toss my Kindle into the freezer. They both had their reasons for being gun shy and acting the way that they did and I enjoyed watching as they not only figured out who they wanted to be as individuals, but also what they wanted to be to each other and from each other.
Outside of the MC we get to meet and hang out with some pretty cool characters. Ranger and Dolly, who are both dogs, definitely stole the scenes they were apart of with their antics. Then there are Vaughn and Finn, Noah’s best friends, I loved them both and really want to know more about them, so I’m going to keep my toes crossed that they both get their own books.
~ ARC provided by the publisher via NetGalley in exchange for an honest review ~
Jenny Dawson moved to Nashville to write music, not get famous. But when her latest record goes double platinum, Jenny’s suddenly one of the town’s biggest stars—and the center of a tabloid scandal connecting her with a pop star she’s barely even met. With paparazzi tracking her every move, Jenny flees to a remote mansion in Louisiana to write her next album. The only hiccup is the unexpected presence of a brooding young caretaker named Noah, whose foul mouth and snap judgments lead to constant bickering—and serious heat.
Noah really should tell Jenny that he’s Preston Noah Maxwell Walcott, the owner of the estate where the feisty country singer has made her spoiled self at home. But the charade gives Noah a much-needed break from his own troubles, and before long, their verbal sparring is indistinguishable from foreplay. But as sizzling nights give way to quiet pillow talk, Noah begins to realize that Jenny’s almost as complicated as he is. To fit into each other’s lives, they’ll need the courage to face their problems together—before the outside world catches up to them.
Lauren lives in New York City with her husband (who was her high school sweetheart--cute, right?!) and plus-sized Pomeranian.
Five years ago, she ditched her corporate career in Seattle to pursue a full-time writing career in Manhattan.
She writes smart romantic comedies with just enough sexy-times to make your mother blush, and in her ideal world, every stiletto-wearing, Kate Spade wielding woman would carry a Kindle stocked with Lauren Layne books.
When not bringing The Sexy, she likes to blog about her Instagram addiction, and why mean girls are the worst.